A home of sorts, and even what could be deemed a driveway, but it’s hardly the kind of living conditions one expects to see in the world’s most expensive city.
Or there again, maybe it is.
Home sweet hovel
Koenji Awa Odori dancers
The famous Koenji Awa Odori festival is, bar the customary drinking and eating, about three things: dancing, dancing and, erm, dancing. However, the only trouble is, with well over a million visitors over the space of two evenings, seeing said dancing is often easier said than done. And taking photos of it is even trickier. Especially so if too much time is spent dabbling in the aforementioned drinking and eating.
So, whilst I did manage to bag at least a few shots of the main attraction, covering the young.
Not so young.
And the two of them in tandem.
Most of my captures were of those providing the accompaniment.
Which included all kinds of instruments.
And again, all kinds of ages.
But one thing is for sure: trying to get pictures with so many people there was tiring, but obviously nowhere near as tiring as actually taking part.
Cute as a button barriers
In a land where kawaii is unquestionably king, it sort of makes sense that normally bland roadside barriers should be given that all important cute conversion.
And, as a bit of a bonus, the inclusion of a cheeky little wink for added chirpiness.
A weekend in the water
With the summer being as insufferably hot as it has been, and indeed somewhat surprisingly still is, getting away from the urban sprawl for a little while and doing what one wants to is wonderful.
Especially so in fact if maybe, just maybe, there is a higher degree of enjoying that rarest of beasts, a breeze.
Japanese street food
Street style.
